Well, the cravings have begun. I can't stop thinking about food. I'm almost hoping I'll get nauseous just so I'll stop eating. It might be the only thing that keeps me from gaining 25 pounds in the first trimester! Yesterday, I wanted Mexican food so bad, but my car was in the shop getting 2 flat tires fixed (must've run over something). I kept trying to think of a Mexican restaurant that delivered, but there aren't any, so as soon as I got my car back at 3:00, I went right out to a Mexican restaurant with Olivia. :-)
My boobs are really, really sore and nursing has become unpleasant. I'm hoping Olivia will wean herself. I get teary eyed just thinking about it, but we've gone 18 months, and it's probably time. If my boobs stop hurting though and she's still going, I guess I'll cross that bridge then. She nurses so little that I guess I could nurse two...
I told you I'd show you the Christmas outfit I bought Olivia. It's one of the most expensive things I've bought. I always buy her nice clothes, but I don't throw money around. I have a friend whose daughter is always dressed to the nines. I don't think I've seen her in something that didn't cost $50, seriously. Everything is embroidered, hand smocked, and from one of the few pricey boutiques. Olivia has some things like that, but I'm choosey and I look for sales. Anyway, here's her Christmas outfit. I definitely want to get her Christmas potraits done in it!
I had Christmas diapers made, too. They just got here the other day. I wanted them now because in a couple weeks, we're going to our annual Christmas craft fair and I wanted her to be able to wear them.
I have some Olivia pictures too. I can't believe my daughter is 18 months old. There's nothing that makes your life fly by faster than having children. Suddenly, life just speeds up!
Look at these curls! I could play with her hair all day, seriously.

Can you see the lemon? I can't believe how much she likes them. She makes faces, but she always wants more. Oh, and see the boo-boo under her eye? It actually looks much worse in person. She fell off a chair and hit her face. :-( I'm having a hard time accepting that getting hurt is part of being a kid.

Here she is in James's old (but clean) painting shirt. She pulled it out of the laudry basket and cried until we put it on her. Then she wouldn't take it off.
She was so tired and needed to go to bed, but she still wouldn't let us take it off. If we got near her, she'd yell, "No! Shirt!"

This is the shirt I bought for Olivia to wear the day I found out I was pregnant. I never really blogged about how I told James. He had no idea I was going to test because I wanted to surprise him. I went out and bought this shirt, and when he got home, I waited for him to look at the shirt. Olivia kept pointing to her shirt and telling James that she had a bow on her shirt, and he told her it was cute, but he never read it. I kept waiting and waiting and I was getting really impatient. I even asked him if he looked closely at her shirt and he told me he had. LIAR! :-) Finally, he asked me when I thought I'd test, and I said, "Oh, I don't know. Hey, have you looked at her shirt?" and again, he said he had. Finally, I yelled at him, "READ THE DAMN SHIRT!" :-) And he did, but he didn't get it. ??????!!!!!????? He asked me why Olivia was wearing a "big sister" shirt if I hadn't even tested yet. I asked him why I'd put the shirt on her if I wasn't sure? He said, "well you said you hadn't tested" and I explained that I was putting him off because I wanted him to read the shirt. We both ended up laughing and hugging when he finally put it all together!!
That evening, my parents were coming by, and James said he didn't think they'd get it either. I told him I KNEW they would, and sure enough, they noticed right away. James is just dense I guess. LOL!
Anyway, I'm still not sure if it's hit me. For a few days I thought it had, but now I'm not so sure. I don't feel that differently, and my mind is so consumed with thoughts of Olivia-- her constant chattering (she even asks me questions now), and her climbing, and "re-organizing" of everything in the house. I'm too busy to think about being pregnant! I sometimes wonder how I'll handle 2 of them, but I'm 100% busy now, so I guess it can't get that much harder.
Well, I'm off to make dinner. We're going on a walk after dinner to enjoy this cool air for as long as it lasts. Tomorrow, we're going to a fall festival in the mountains!
Posted by Hannah at October 12, 2007 06:37 PMThat's a darling Christmas outfit & cute diapers too! And, OMG, look @ Olivia's hair~it's just beautiful!!!! Love all those curls! The shirt you bought to tell James is cute! Don't you hate it when something we do for our hubbies is SO obvious & they just don't get it, lol?!?
Posted by: connie at October 12, 2007 07:51 PMWhat cute diapers! Where do you go to get them made for you? My biggest craving was Mexican food too when I was preggo. I just had to have lots of melted cheese mmmmm!
Posted by: Jamie at October 13, 2007 01:33 AMI havent been to your blog lately, just found your blog today. COngrats on becoming pregnant!!! What a neat way to tell your husband that you are excepting!!
Posted by: summer at October 13, 2007 01:52 PMHer hair is so wonderful. I love ringlets on girls. So much fun to bounce them! My hubby is just about that dense, too. He never would've gotten it either. Her Christmas outfit is so adorable. Somehow, I looked in the closet, and we've got 4! I don't know how I did that! I don't even need to be pg to crave Mexican, so I understand that one.
Posted by: Anglophile Football Fanatic at October 13, 2007 10:28 PMI swear your husband sounds so much like mine. There is no chance he'd have noticed that that shirt said.
Posted by: Chas at October 15, 2007 12:13 AMYep, that sounds like Sam - noticing things only after they're presented to him in very obvious fashion.
Olivia's looking so big. And that's a cute outfit. MrMan also loves to chew on lemons, despite also puckering up.
With MrMan I was nauseated a lot, but eating very frequently kept it at bay.
Oh geez. It's not just James. All guys are dense.... hehe. Love the t'shirt. Congrats again.
Posted by: jesser at October 15, 2007 01:00 PM